We watched for a while before we reluctantly agreed tonight was not our night. My wife had found a new massage guy and called him when she needed mass...ging, unlike before this guy only worked during daylight hours and you had to book, as luck would have it My wife told me she had arranged for a massage next Tuesday I showed the correct amount of interest while jumping all over the place inside, It was Sunday we had a couple of days to wait. I told poker face and he all but shit himself with. There was no stamp so it had obviously been hand delivered, curiousI opened it and reached inside pulling out a single plain sheet of artist paper.Turning it over I was shocked to see a pencil sketch of myself relaxing in the lounge and nude the waist up.It was signed, for the lady exhibitionist.There was an accompanying note which read,"This is how we will remember you, thanks for the show xxx."It was quite good but where the hell had it come from?Unsure of whether I should be feeling. Now he has a tenth c***d, and that c***d will have advantages (sad to say) that his other nine will probably never have; but that was a big reason behind Omar's participation in our own project! No matter what, Omar's tenth c***d will be very, very lucky to grow up in Europe, and with all the advantages that will bring.Q. Do you ever feel resentment towards Omar for impregnating Mara, instead of you being the one to do so?A. Not at all. I know that a lot of men would be jealous, or even angry. "I'm off now, ok, don't wait up" she said, for she works late in a bar around the corner."Ok mum," we both chorused.The front door slammed and we were alone in the house. I was concentrating on my work when I hear her sniffle from behind me."What is it sis?" I asked turning around.For many minutes she just cried so I went to sit beside her on the bed."It's Frank Slater," she sobbed, "he wants me to give him a blow job." What!" I exclaimed, positive that I must have misheard her."He says I have.